Power Trips

Cell phones drive me crazy. I know that they're convenient and can be a life saver in an emergency, and yes, I have one too, but they drive me crazy.

The other day, Sarah and I were doing the lunch thing and at the next table a couple of women were starting to give their order to the waiter when one of their cell phones rang. She picked it up and began having a long conversation while everyone waited. The waiter just stood there. The call was not of great importance. No one had died, a kidney was not waiting for her at the hospital, it was just the usual mindless chitchat.

After a couple of minutes of proving how important she was to the waiter, she then finished giving her order. Yeah, we were all impressed with how important she thought she was.

After lunch, we went shopping. We're both a bit lame, in a literal sense. Sarah is still recovering from major surgery and I have arthritis in my hips. We shopped too long and walking back to the car, we were having problems walking. Sarah was taking tiny, slow steps slightly hunched over in pain and I was limping, each step sending a jolt of pain in my hips.

As we crossed a driveway, a car approached and waited for us to walk by. We were going as fast as we could, but it wasn't fast enough for the driver and he or she aggressively stepped on the gas, swung around us and took off like a rocket. I'm sure that it was just to prove a point. What nerve of us to walk slowly. I guess we're lucky he or she didn't decide to run us over, but then, that would have put a dent in the car.